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I went to work a bit later today than usual, because I had dinner yesterday with Goran the Lovely Landlord and his wife Snezana, and was home shortly beofre midnight. I would've arrived at work almost on time, though, if two things hadn't happened: 1) the taxi was very late (understandable considering the snow still hasn't been cleaned off the streets completely) and 2) an arsehole driving a fat SUV was blocking the narrow bit of road in front of my building.
So the taxi driver had to stop maybe ten metres downhill from the entrance, and since SUV arsehole was still there, engine running but not moving, the driver said, OK, we'll just go out backwards. The snow on this road is still 20 cm deep, and the driver got a bit too far towards the left, ended up in a snow drift and was stuck.
After he'd unsuccessfully tried to get out for about two minutes, I said, Look I'll just get out and push.
Did SUV arsehole maybe get out of his effing car, when he saw a woman trying to push a car uphill on her own?
Not really, no. He left through the other exit after a few minutes.
So I went to get the janitor, who's a very nice, helpful guy, and after another ten minutes' very hard work -- temperature -10° -- and a bit of shovelling snow from under the front wheels we finally managed to push the car free.
I'm having trouble right now lifting a coffee cup -- the effort required to push a car uphill on snow was a bit much even for me. Tomorrow there'll be sore muscles I guess.
What an unmitigated arsehole though.
So the taxi driver had to stop maybe ten metres downhill from the entrance, and since SUV arsehole was still there, engine running but not moving, the driver said, OK, we'll just go out backwards. The snow on this road is still 20 cm deep, and the driver got a bit too far towards the left, ended up in a snow drift and was stuck.
After he'd unsuccessfully tried to get out for about two minutes, I said, Look I'll just get out and push.
Did SUV arsehole maybe get out of his effing car, when he saw a woman trying to push a car uphill on her own?
Not really, no. He left through the other exit after a few minutes.
So I went to get the janitor, who's a very nice, helpful guy, and after another ten minutes' very hard work -- temperature -10° -- and a bit of shovelling snow from under the front wheels we finally managed to push the car free.
I'm having trouble right now lifting a coffee cup -- the effort required to push a car uphill on snow was a bit much even for me. Tomorrow there'll be sore muscles I guess.
What an unmitigated arsehole though.
